Going Under Lyrics

Yeah

I was in the ninth grade

Learning the word nostalgia for the first time in the ninth grade

Funny how you remember the past in pieces

The bitter souls who laughed and turnt around to tease us

They try to hold you down

They try to hold you down

But then I had to frown

And show them I'm allowed

To do big brain activities

That's what I'm living for

In order to endure

Not just a commoner

I get to serve the Lord

As someone who matured

Staying my true and pure

Self

Six feet down

Six feet down

Staying pure

So profound

I made it from the dust

I made it from the dust

Do you believe in the magic?

No I don't, I believe that it happens

This is not like Aladdin

That's what's up

Can't explain why I'm smilin'

Woke up from the grave

Some may say I'm wildin'

Now I'm wildin'

Tell me why you're wildin'

Getting loud and removing all the burdens

No more burdens